I was so glad I could share in it. I grabbed the lube out of the drawer and coated the dildo. I stroked up it as my tits daughter rose up his cock. Her pussy left his dick gleaming with fresh juices. Her hips wiggled, her cute ass jiggling before she slammed down him, impaling herself again. She threw a naughty look over her shoulder, a bewitching smile on raand her face. “Come on, Mom. Mmm, I want that dildo in my asshole.” Harry grabbed her butt-cheeks and, to my utter delight, parted them. “Yeah, Grandma. My mom needs a cock in her ass. She's a bit of a slut.” “Harry!” boobs Vanessa indian groaned. “What a thing to call your mother.” “I've heard you call Grandma a slut before,” he said, his fingers digging into Vanessa's rump. “You're a slut-mommy who loves being fucked in the ass by Grandma's huge dildo.” “That does sound like something you've said,” I purred, advancing on the bed with my dildo coated in lube. “I am a big slut for my daughter, Harry, honey. I love fucking her up the ass. Your mom would ride Great-Grandma Melissa's dildo while I fucked mine hard into her desi ass.” “Damn,” my grandson groaned. “I think you must have led a very sheltered life, my dear.” I said as I helped her to boobs her feet. And if that isn’t bad tits enough, he said he wished I could be more like you.” I took raand my cock from inside her and I pushed it deep down her throat. “Take this mother fucking bra off” he whispered in her ear. He spread my ass cheeks apart and swiftly slithered his tongue inside my asshole. When I got to a section dealing with indian fees and costs, I almost passed out. No, please...” I began to cry again. “Just hang out, Tony should be here in a minute.” He said. Her cream flowed out of her, coating my chin and running down my throat. She could’ve been me. Below me, I heard the whimpers of my sisters, the desi desperate scramble of feet against stone as footholds began to crumble.